Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Shadows

Sometimes I feel like I’m never alone
There I am standing in the center of 4 white walls
Millions of shapes start to dance in front of my very eyes.
My eyes do a split second blink and suddenly all
the strange movements evaporate.
And all that’s left to see
is the magnificent crescent moon’s beam
creeping through the lace curtain,
And one slivery shadow,
My own.
Rainforest Wonders

Swing, swing monkey up high
Through the branches under the bright blue sky
With the soft green leaves taking by breath
Leading the way every step by step

Over the pond where the lily pads float
The flamingos stand on one leg and gloat.
A parrot squawks up in a canopy
The rainforest wonders,
Oh how lovely they may be.